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Had my office xmas party a few days ago. Working for The Man can have its perks. We went to a swank restaurant and had cocktails, a lavish supper, wine, wine, and more booze. It was open bar pratically all night. However, there was no major misbehaviour as far as I know. This year we included spouses, so everybody was a goodboy/girl and there was no illicit snogging/shagging. Then again, I left early, so maybe there was some good ol naughty behaviour. I left early because a) the party was boring, and b) the horror of watching my colleagues try to dance was too much to bear. I may not dance very well (bad knees, y'know) but at least I have the sense, even soused to not get up on the dance floor and make a right fool of myself. |
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